Wednesday, April 25, 2012

To Litter is my Birthright


It is all about pride in one’s country. Just as we have lot of pride in our culture, the same cannot be said about the country. Consequently when invaders  came and went, our culture stood unscathed (many cultures in the world were decimated by conquistadors) even though the country was enslaved and pinioned for more than a 1000 yrs.

In Shanghai I noticed, janitors standing by the side of spic span roads are not an uncommon sight. They are assigned a mile which they keep immaculately clean during the course of their duty. They pride in their work and make this small contribution to the country, in which they pride themselves too.

In India, cleaning is a relegated activity. Historically, the higher castes would never condescend to clear. Once the caste equations were upset by the modern economic equations, the higher castes were sometimes forced to clean to eke a living, but they would not do so near to their homes, but somewhere far from home incognito.


Cleaning is a shameful activity, conduct of which relegates your station to a lower one. But curiously enough, in India, personal hygiene is rated highly important. Ablutions are a part of culture. But that is again personal and a part of culture, not a social activity that would have a direct bearing on the country.

Lot of wannabes in the country have a acutely western orientation. That orientation makes them ape what they believe the western ways are. Their understanding of the western ways is sometimes extremely inept. If in their own perception, they have managed to ape the west, they feel elitist and superior to those who are have not yet managed to ape the west. Wearing skimpy dresses is one perception that Indian girls have about the west. I can tell you, educated women in the west dress with dignity. But that is not the Indian wannabe perception of the west. So there is a hot pant wearing elite driving around in Mercs and that is no less a litter-bug than a deprived harassed Indian struggling to have ends met.

Singapore is a favorite destination for Indians. There is not much to see their but for an immaculately clean and orderly city. And that obviously is an oddity for us. We spit, litter, urinate unhindered and then pay a fortune just to see a clean city. Let me call that “clean tourism”.

It is not about cleaning merely. It is about national character and psyche.
I don’t know how to describe our method of doing things. Our approach is always askance, never direct, vision nebulous, plan of action tentative and goals shifty. Explanations for failure always multiple, accountability never clear, and rationalization of failure always ready.







Saturday, April 14, 2012

SRK in USA

Once again our Bollywood icon SR Khan was held nay, interrogated at a US airport. It must be a torment for a guy, used to being licked all over in India, but be subjected to a “who you” like treatment in land, where they are numbskull to India’s “phone lagaoon” culture – they actually don’t even let you call.

I did not see an equivalent media outrage, when Obama made a comment about Indians and Chinese consuming more food thereby causing a rise in food prices in the US. I have always argued, the quality of authorship is reflective of the quality of readership, and hence the attitude of the media is not so reprehensible as reflective of the Indian psyche, where, stardom, or VIPism need more preservation than culture or national security.

Try how much I may, I am not able to forget when in 1999 my colleagues, all without exception, were engrossed in some stupid cricket match, while the Indian army struggled in snow to wrest back parts of Kargil-Drass sector where due to a political blunder and bureaucratic inaction, Pakistani rangers had creepingly infiltrated.

Complete misalignment of national priorities has been my favorite theme. But I would not again harp on that here, although I don’t promise to spare you the torture in future.

Ironically in all this, while a lazy Indian diplomatic core scampered to the US embassy to lodge an apologetic and tentative protest at the discomfort of its Bollywood star (we cannot dare haul the USA), the ire of the star himself, who has of late been found posturing in his public appearances more as a muslim than an Indian lay somewhere else. He was a Khan but not a terrorist. It was not so much about his Indian identity as his muslim one. But let us grant him that.

On the flip side, a large section of upwardly mobile echelons of society, dreads if this incident should make them suffer a sequel to My Name is Khan.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Kiran Bedi ahaa


Kiran Bedi Aha

I took it as professional rivalry or our stereotypical disenchantment with challenge to status quo, when some of my bureaucrat friends would sneer when I would hold out the example of Bedi as a good, bold and effective officer. They having seen her more closely, felt she was none of that, but adroit at grandstanding or managing media to hog some limelight.

Tonight she was on TV airing her opposition to VIP’s security. Well this is one subject that I too have blogged enough on, and the bottom line is that the bull bodied safari clad PSO is not so much for security as an announcement of your station or for the purpose of bullying common people.

But while Ms Bedi an ex-Cop herself, sermonized in her typical high-pitched tone, I remembered an incident about her.

It was a flight to Calcutta. She was one of the last one to board and would sit next to me, escorted by a inspector, who departed having ensured she was comfortably seated.

Garrulous as she is, to make conversation, she asked me where I was headed? When I said Calcutta, she was startled as her destination was Mumbai.

On the airport, till you board, there are so many checks, it is impossible to board the wrong flight. But VIPs manage to skirt the checks, and their PSO escorts them unchecked / unfrisked right upto their seat. She had boarded a wrong flight, as her PSO, whisked her past all checks without any encumberance, but being limited by the IQ of a cop, he took her to the wrong aircraft.

The point is not her being on the wrong flight. The moot point is, she was sermonizing on conduct that she herself has been in some measure guilty of.

So if my friends say, she is a fraud, I would not disagree.